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Yesterday a young man lost his life while swimming at the Diving Board area in Graignamangh. He was only 22 years old. By all accounts he was not a particularly good swimmer.

He was not a local person, but was from Cushenstown in Wexford. Local knowledge of any swimming area is absolutely essential as this shows. I have swam in this area for 28 years. The second you stop respecting the Barrow, it kills you. Almost everyone from Graig is aware of this and they all know about it. There is 8 feet of water where the guy was lost, and it only gets deeper. The water is about 40 metres from bank to bank, and i regularly swim from one side to the other. I would be a strong swimmer, and as recently as monday i swam across, and there is a strong current in it at the moment. The poor guy didnt have a chance if he was a poor swimmer.

There was some discussion about what to do to prevent this in the future. This is the third tragedy in recent times on our stretch of the river. As a local i am shocked and stunned. As a swimmer i am horrifed at some of the reactions by people. People were saying that they are never going to allow their kids to swim. My GOD! those kids will be the ones when they are 22 that will get into difficulty. If anything i would be insisting that they not only swim more, but learn about the area, where is safe to swim, where can be dangerous, and the proper usage of life saving equipment.

There is talk of getting a life guard for the Diving Board area, i dont know the reasons why there isnt one there (we do have one further up the river at the Boy’s Sandy area). There is talk of collecting for scuba and snorkling equipment to be available in the Regatta Boat House, and a group of locals to be trained in its usage. Also, explicit posters and plackards detailing exactly what you are getting into when you swim in this area.

This is a real tragedy. This poor guy tried to follow as many of the tenets of safe swimming as possible. He was with friends, he was properly attired, the life bouys were available and were thrown to him properly, there was a small crowd around and people did try to go after him. But he was out of his depth, and there was only about half a metre of visibility under the surface. His lack of knowledge of the area and his possible weak swimming are the only things that acted against him.

My thoughts are not only with his family, but his friends who brought up for a swim and a bit of craic. In addition, the men who found and recovered him, i have nothing but the utmost respect for them, i i hope they are well

Here is a link to the irish times article about it

http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/ireland/2009/0604/1224248024637.html

Things that have been great this year

  • Our dog Chewie, that we got in January
  • My new Job!
  • Two years going out with my Better Half
  • Munster winning Heineken Cup and being there for it
  • Kilkenny winning (again WOOO!)
  • BUYING A HOUSE WITH MY BETTER HALF! Major Greatness!!
  • Our new cat Puddin!
  • Samsung TV’s!
  • SkyPlus
  • 7MB Broadband!
  • Metallica starting to come right again
  • Edinburgh (both trips!)
  • Cardiff!
  • Nokia E65
  • Kilts

Today was an amazingly shitty day in the Corporate Zombie world

Yesterday, after my lovely trip to Edinburgh with my better half, i found out that work is getting slack, and some people have to work three day weeks. Thats pretty shit

On the way home i was stuck behind a queue of traffic, and as i was about to overtake, my turbo unit in the van would not respond, and i had no power. It took me over an hour to get home. That was quite shit

While at home i managed to break a cup while stacking the dishwasher, that was fairly shit

I got up this morning and went to the bathroom. On the landing was a mouse. My house has mice. That is bloody shit

I got into work this morning and things were going ok. Then i went to check my bank balance, and Vodafone, the cunts, have screwed me for the second month running. A major review of their service is pending. That was fucking shit

Then at lunch time, while i was paying for my new mouse trap, i discovered that my laser card was missing. This was the proverbial straw that broke the camels back, killed his family in a freak straw related disaster, which in turn deprived a local community of its transportation across the desert, which destroyed said community, this in turn lead to a major depression in the country where this community was located, and many many more communities were lost due to lack of interest in their camels, or the straws on their backs

…..

My sister found my laser card

On the way back from the job i was just on, my turbo kicked in again

is that a herd of camels i hear making their way to a depressed and nearly suicidal country…

I called two of my old friends today. Had quite a good chat to each of them. Over the course of chat there was quite a lot of laughing done. Man, some of the things that guys laugh about is brilliant. There was quite the bit of reminiscing done too. Mainly about college and the various antics we used to get up to!! Included were sleeping on the couches of complete strangers, the complete lack of progress on Friday morning, simpler times!

Had a chat about the future too. One of the guys is off to London hopefully, and the other is taking a three month trip around the pacific (australia, new zealand and south east asia). Good luck to them :)

So what are you going to be doing this time next year. I will be in my house probably wrapping christmas presents! Thats not what i would have said 5 years ago, but thats grand!!

I am currently reading Terry Pratchett’s reaper Man. My better-half has loads of his books, mainly his Guard, Witches and Death ones. I picked this one to start with as i love the description on the back

“Death is missing – presumed … er … gone”

I have to say that i love it. The thinking behind some scenes and objects in  the book are brilliantly weird! the Death of Rats that could murder some cheese, Mrs Cake, a medium who can see 10 seconds into the future and answers questions before they are asked (following this on the page is weird!)

Reaper Man Cover

Reaper Man Cover

I have this thing. I will not let any woman from eatern europe cut my hair. However, every now and then i’ll go “what the hell, it’d be handy just to get it done here and now”, and without fail, i always regret it.

Today i got my hair cut after sufferring what can only be described as a murdering of my hair by a forgetful hairdresser. I came back to one of my better experiences from Australia. Greek and Turkish barbers are ahead of the game on the haircutting front. And i found a turkish barber in waterford. Brilliant!

A lot of Irish guys out there now will be going “Fag” or “what about the hottie in the tight trousers with the big boobs that i can rest my head in while she cuts away”. To them i say, feck off, that lovely bossomy feeling lasts for ten minutes, then you have four weeks of looking like a muppet!

The guy who cut my hair today was a typical Turkish young guy, fashionable hair, questionable sexuality, but i care not, he was a dab hand with a scissors, a clippers and, most impressively, a cut-throat razor. I have forgotten how good a haircut with a cut-throat trim was.

Anyway, the point i make is, Eastern European women, stick to what your good at, painted on jeans and womens hair. Turkish Men, keep up the good work!

Free, eh???

At the start of this year i was driving my car, VW Passat, named Jessica, 193K Miles on her, 1000 euro to the first buyer) My insurance was with Quinn Direct.

At the start of this year i was working for a different employer, who were brilliantly subsidising health insurance with Quinn Health Care (formerly Bupa).

With these two insurance policies in my name i applied for the Quinn Direct Free (to the value of 300€) Home Insurance.

Today i have moved employment, no long drive my Passat, and have different house insurance. So i rang to cancel my policies.

I was informed that i would have to pay 50 euro to cancel my Car Insurance, and 23 Euro to cancel my Free House Insurance.

Whatever about the Car Insurance, but charging me to cancel a free service that i never claimed agains, what is that about?

When i asked the lady on the phone, what that is about, she said she would have to talk to her team leader, and promptly two seconds later told me that the fee stands.

It seems to me that Quinn are getting just a little too Americanized for their own good. It is a problem with a number of Irish Companies these days. No longer is the client/customer the person who benefits from the service being provided. It is in fact us, the customer, that is nearly being held to ransom for the things that we are legally obliged to have in place. What sense does this make?

Anyone got any ideas?

Ive had two:

1. Cancel my Bank Account. Anyone who knows me in real-life knows I’m a stubborn prick who hates being told what to do, and especially hates being taken advantage of. I am very likely to go down this road

2. Go to Quinn Direct HQ with Blow-Torch and Camera. Post vid on website, make enough money from advertising to cover court costs, blame it all on temporary insanity brought on by the current economic cluster-fuck the government has lead us singing and dancing into!

3. Something a little saner and more likely to work…(please note them below)

Banks eh?

Take the following:

You go into SubWay, you get a meal deal, you get a voucher for a free drink, or sub, or whatever. You go to any other SubWay and you can order your free item and present the voucher. No dramas

Now, try to port this over to the banking industry. You have a cheque you receive from your employer. You to a branch of the bank in question. they wont cash it.

WHAT THE FUCK PEOPLE! ITS THE SAME FUCKING BANK BUT A DIFFERENT BRANCH! ARE THEY UNABLE TO COMMUNICATE INTERNALLY??????

Ingredients:

  1. Festive Occasion
  2. Bunch of Mates and Better Halves
  3. Mixing Agent (Beer, Bacardi Breezer, various Spirits)
  4. Eclectic mix of drinking establishments
  5. Lead Singer (Beano)
  6. Backing band (Scubadice or Pete Fagan)
  7. After Party Venue (B’s and Mine)
  8. After Party (Wii Boxing and Blazing Saddles)
  9. Happiness on Earth cos its Paddy’s Day!

Instructions:

Wash and prepare all Other Halves for between 30 and 120 minutes at varying degrees of heat. Sprinkle with Pop Music

Meanwhile, wash and roughly dry Bunch of Mates.

Marinade Other Halves and Bunch of Mates in seperate containers of Bacardi Breezer/Spirits and Beer respectively

When prepared, move to the entire collection of ingredients to the any of the Drinking Venues. Try to ensure it is the furthest away from home, so as to make the journey from thelast pub to the after party as quick as possible. Its all in the preparation!

Stop off in almost every pub on the way, soaking the ingredients with various mixers!

For entertainment value, have on of the Bunch of Mates invade the stage of the pub band, and let rip with various U2 tunes! :)

When the pub’s are closed, call sister that has been working so not drinking for a lift home. Tell her she’s feckin deadly

Get home, turn on the Wii, get stuck into some boxing! :)

get up next day. Be delighted you are with other half for 2 years! :)

  • …A Jedi craves not these things – Yoda

Anyone who wants a little bit of excitement in their lives should take up a job that involves driving in Ireland. Specifically something small and nippy, along backroads, in wet, nah, apocolyptic conditions, with the odd farmer in a jeep or tractor that comes out of no where, floods that block all the main roads, and a complete disregard for the wheels of your chosen chariot (you have to in Ireland, cant see the road for the pot holes on the back roads!)

This morning I arrived into work about an hour and a half late. The reason, Global feckin Warming causing the mental storms we are having and the flooding that resulted in New Ross being unpassable

Here is my route this morning ala Google Maps

Please bear in mind that i first went to New Ross, only to turn back and make for Inistioge!

Now, with the knowledge that it would be easier for Kilkenny Senior Hurling team get through to the final of the world figure skating championship than go home through New Ross, I decided that some wandering was required.

Here is the route i took home! (i took a few wrong turns, but it all worked out in the end!)

And here are some pics:

Road in Ireland A Major junction! I took the right!